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Life is good.
Let's see...where did I leave off on my life story? Eh, I'm not too sure, but I'll pick up somewhere in between my eighteenth birthday and now.
So, my last real journal entry was on April 21st of the present year. Yes, that day sucked...it marked the first anniversary of when I found out about the accident...but I'm beginning to accept what I cannot change. No, it is still not "okay" or whatever, but I've learned that I can't dwell on the past. I can love memories, hate memories, but I can't let it hold me back...as it did for hmm...maybe a time period of about a year or so. I don't remember who I was back then...but some of my closest friends have told me that it wasn't good. It hit me hard, and I realize that now. And looking back in hindsight, I wish I had responded to it differently. But I was extremely vulnerable to a breakdown at that point and time.
Moving on, back to my eighteenth birthday, I have to admit that after the events of the previous year (the funeral falling on my birthday) I wanted nothing to do with it. I was under the impression that I shouldn't care about celebrating my life when someone my age had been robbed of her's. So, I didn't want anything big...just to hang out with some of my closest friends. So, turns out we just had a campfire, and it was a load of fun. I miss just hanging out with everyone...that's truly what life is all about.
May brought a month of complete chaos...from slide show, to final projects, to memory book, to class hoodies, to EVERYTHING IMAGINABLE. I ended my softball career with a game vs baypath, but I'd much rather mention the one vs prouty. Unfortunately, half-way through the game, the umps called it off because of the rain, but we would have won had we continued playing. I had possibly the best hit of my career that night, a triple, could-have-been-homer, over the right fielder's head. IT WAS AMAZING. And then a really nice catch also, maybe the best of my career also. Anyways, end of May, the 23rd to be exact, my class and I went to Boston for the day---it was amazing! Worked on slide show, memory book, class hoodies, and EVERYTHING in my spare time with DRT. It was a lot of fun though. Class day went well, except for the song. LOL. Amanda straddled the mic. = )
June = graduation. AMAZING. So good to be out of there, but I miss it at the same time. I miss the people.
July-August = JOB. Working full time at Paxton Sports Centre. Not bad, just deprived me of a life this summer.
AND now, I'm at SC. I absolutely love it here. Pre-camp was amazing. There is no other word to explain it. I will never forget about it. EVER. Especially the Wheels of Wonder self meditation session. "In Your Eyes" -- Never forget it.
I've made some pretty good friends here. I feel so incredibly blessed. Yes, school might be starting to get difficult, but it's all going to amount to something great. Something bigger than myself. And man, I can't wait for this year. It's already incredible, but I know it's going to get better. I love life.
Life is good.
Let's see...where did I leave off on my life story? Eh, I'm not too sure, but I'll pick up somewhere in between my eighteenth birthday and now.
So, my last real journal entry was on April 21st of the present year. Yes, that day sucked...it marked the first anniversary of when I found out about the accident...but I'm beginning to accept what I cannot change. No, it is still not "okay" or whatever, but I've learned that I can't dwell on the past. I can love memories, hate memories, but I can't let it hold me back...as it did for hmm...maybe a time period of about a year or so. I don't remember who I was back then...but some of my closest friends have told me that it wasn't good. It hit me hard, and I realize that now. And looking back in hindsight, I wish I had responded to it differently. But I was extremely vulnerable to a breakdown at that point and time.
Moving on, back to my eighteenth birthday, I have to admit that after the events of the previous year (the funeral falling on my birthday) I wanted nothing to do with it. I was under the impression that I shouldn't care about celebrating my life when someone my age had been robbed of her's. So, I didn't want anything big...just to hang out with some of my closest friends. So, turns out we just had a campfire, and it was a load of fun. I miss just hanging out with everyone...that's truly what life is all about.
May brought a month of complete chaos...from slide show, to final projects, to memory book, to class hoodies, to EVERYTHING IMAGINABLE. I ended my softball career with a game vs baypath, but I'd much rather mention the one vs prouty. Unfortunately, half-way through the game, the umps called it off because of the rain, but we would have won had we continued playing. I had possibly the best hit of my career that night, a triple, could-have-been-homer, over the right fielder's head. IT WAS AMAZING. And then a really nice catch also, maybe the best of my career also. Anyways, end of May, the 23rd to be exact, my class and I went to Boston for the day---it was amazing! Worked on slide show, memory book, class hoodies, and EVERYTHING in my spare time with DRT. It was a lot of fun though. Class day went well, except for the song. LOL. Amanda straddled the mic. = )
June = graduation. AMAZING. So good to be out of there, but I miss it at the same time. I miss the people.
July-August = JOB. Working full time at Paxton Sports Centre. Not bad, just deprived me of a life this summer.
AND now, I'm at SC. I absolutely love it here. Pre-camp was amazing. There is no other word to explain it. I will never forget about it. EVER. Especially the Wheels of Wonder self meditation session. "In Your Eyes" -- Never forget it.
I've made some pretty good friends here. I feel so incredibly blessed. Yes, school might be starting to get difficult, but it's all going to amount to something great. Something bigger than myself. And man, I can't wait for this year. It's already incredible, but I know it's going to get better. I love life.
Life is good.